Then, I saw Mo Fengwu start to tinker with her bottles and cans.

Then the left bottle and the right bottle were poured and poked into several bowls, and they were very busy.

Fog Shadow and Crimson Sky were dumbfounded.

In the end, it wasn't until a quarter of an hour of effort that Mo Fengwu finally stopped.

Then he raised his hand and pulled it from his sleeve and pulled Xiaoqiang out.

Because when he was in the flying boat before, he was pressed all the way by the mat, so Xiaoqiang was a little listless at this time.

The leaves of the original corrugated are also deflated, and they are thrown on the wall, and it is estimated that they can be pasted into a photo.

Mo Fengwu frowned suddenly, then carried Xiao Qiang and shook it twice, and ordered:

"Work."

But Xiaoqiang was obviously a little reluctant, and shook the lower leaf when he heard the words, and then wrapped it around Mo Fengwu's arm all of a sudden, which was quite tricky.

"There are rewards."

In an instant, Xiao Qiang trembled, and the originally drooping leaves suddenly stood up. In the next second, the thin white roots jumped, and they fell into the bowl.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the blood in a few bowls was dry.

"It's ...... Plant demons? Mist Shadow's eyes widened in surprise and he couldn't help but blurt out. But then he frowned slightly and said, "No, it doesn't seem to be the same......"

As he spoke, Fog Shadow looked at Mo Fengwu. Mo Fengwu threw Xiao Qiang to the ground without raising his head, and replied, "I don't know, but there should be some Warcraft blood." ”

In this world, the demon race and the monster are two different races. The demon race, fully evolved and enlightened, is almost the same as the demon race. Warcraft, on the other hand, is not the case. They have the oldest bloodline, but they are no different from wild beasts, and their animal instincts are more primitive, but they are much more powerful.

As for Xiaoqiang's bottom line, Mo Fengwu has also studied it before.

Obviously, it is enlightened, which is similar to that of the demon clan. But at the same time, he is more bloodthirsty than the demon clan, pursues instincts, and tends to be more demonic.

But what is the specific origin, Mo Fengwu is not clear. Even Di Jing only said that this little thing has an ancient bloodline and should be left over from ancient times.

And as soon as the words fell, Mo Fengwu stared at the few bowls in front of him that only had a trace of powder left, and couldn't help but move. Then he got up and came to the bedside again, and said:

"In the past ten years, has the prince often eaten some divine objects?"

Mist Shadow nodded, "It's nature. If it weren't for that, I'm afraid the prince would have ...... long ago But since half a month ago, even if it is a divine object, it is useless. The situation of the prince is becoming more and more dangerous, and he can't control it at all...... Girl, what do you see? ”

Mo Fengwu nodded, and shook his head again: "I can see something." ”

As he spoke, Mo Fengwu took out the silver needle with his hand, and at the same time let the fog shadow fade the Liaohua shirt, and then stabbed several silver needles into the Liaohua body.

In an instant, I saw the original breath faintly burning, and I took a sharp breath, and then the whole person began to tremble spasmodically.

Fog Shadow panicked all of a sudden!

"Lord Wang! Rajah! ”

"Hold him, don't let him move." At this time, Mo Fengwu spoke in a low voice. At the same time, he put his palm against the shriveled chest, and then shook it hard.

In an instant, the whole body trembled, and then a mouthful of blood spit out directly.

The blood was dark and smelly.

Mist Shadow's face couldn't help but change, but then he found that his burning breath was significantly better than before.

"This, this is ......" Mist Shadow was simply surprised and delighted, and then looked at Mo Fengwu. This is just to hear Mo Fengwu say: